Out There Lyrics

A new musical based on the Victor Hugo novel and songs from the Disney film The Hunchback of Notre Dame the Musical - Out There Lyrics

FROLLOThe world is cruelThe world is wickedIt's I alone whom you can trustIn this whole cityI am your only friend

I who keep you, teach you, feed you, dress youI who look upon you without fearHow can I protect you boyUnless you always stay in hereAway in here...?Remember what I taught you, Quasimodo.You are deformed

QUASIMODOI am deformed

FROLLOAnd you are ugly

QUASIMODOAnd I am ugly

FROLLOAnd these are crimes forWhich the world shows little pityYou do not comprehend

QUASIMODOYou are my one defender...

FROLLOOut there they'll revile you as a monster

QUASIMODOI am a monster...

FROLLOOut there they will hate and scorn and jeer

QUASIMODOOnly a monster...

FROLLOWhy invite their curses and their consternation?Stay in here!Here you will be happier by farYou don't know how fortunate you are...

Once I was as blessed as you,A novice priest in service toThis holy church which was, I knewMy sanctuaryLatin, Greek, Theology,The study and austerityI prayed it would forever beMy sanctuaryOh, then my duty calledParis was burningSin, vice, corruption ev'rywhereFor me to routOut there...

QUASIMODOYou are good to me, master. I'm sorry.

FROLLOI see the great unwashed are beginning to congregate. It appears that I will have to dip my handkerchief in perfume and hold it to my nose to get me through this day. Well then, I must be off.

Out where it's dark

LONIOut where it's bright

FROLLOOut where it's dirty

CHARLESOut where it's busy

FROLLOOut in that morally debauchedAnd putrefied world

GARGOYLESThere's such a wide world to share

FROLLOI am so thankful for our sanctuary

ANTOINEIf you go out, it can remain our secret

FROLLOOur secret sanctuary

GARGOYLESOh, if this once you go

FROLLOI've kept you pure

GARGOYLESOut in the air

FROLLOYear after year

ANTOINEIt may be right...

CHARLESIt may be wrong...

LONIBut you will know...

FROLLOKnowing that you're...

GARGOYLESHow you would fare...

FROLLOAlwaysIn here...

GARGOYLESOut there...

QUASIMODOSafe behind these windowsAnd these parapets of stoneGazing at the people down below meAll my life I watch themAs I hide up here aloneHungry for the histories they show meAll my life, I memorize their facesKnowing them as they will never know meAll my life, I wonderHow it feels to pass a dayNot above themBut part of them

And out thereLiving in the sunGive me one day out thereAll I ask is oneTo hold foreverOut thereWhere they all live unawareWhat I'd giveWhat I'd dareJust to live one day out there

Out there among the millersAnd the weavers and their wivesThrough the roofs and gables I can see themEv'ry day they shout and scoldAnd go about their livesHeedless of the gift it is to be themIf I was in their skinI'd treasure ev'ry instant

Out thereStrolling by the SeineTaste a morning!Out thereLike ordinary menWho freely walk about thereJust one day and thenI swear, I'll be contentWith my shareWon't resent, won't despairOld and bent, I won't careI'll have spent one dayOut there!